Chapter 478

He has never checked how she has been in these five years.

Although this is only one sentence for him.

But he hardly even thought about it.

Because he didn't want to know how good she was. In his cognition, there was no reason for her to be bad, except that most of her studies with Moxi were not successful.

But he said clearly five years ago that Mo Xi could not let all the benefit oriented Mrs. Mo accept Chi Huan's daughter-in-law.

Unless he breaks up with his family for the sake of Chi Huan.

But now there is no trace of this man in Chi Huan's life. Obviously, he does not.

He was not surprised.

Of course, more importantly, he didn't want to know how many men she had these years.

After shopping, I drove directly back to chihuan's apartment.

The parking lot downstairs.

Chi Huan opens the trunk of the car, picks up a few weightless things and holds them in his hand. Then he looks at the man standing beside the car, copying them into his trouser pocket with one hand and standing straight. "What are you doing standing?"

Mo Shiqian's face is expressionless, "otherwise what should I do?"

"Do you want me to lift so many and so heavy things up by a thin woman?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then you won't help."

"I never do such a thing," the man said lightly

Chi Huan laughed angrily, "never? Then you've done a lot, and you've emptied a lot of rubbish. "

That's when he was her bodyguard.

Every time he goes to her apartment, if there is any rubbish, he must be instructed to take it down by the way.

Mo Shiqian is not smiling. "You want me to be a bodyguard for you?"

To be her bodyguard to billion Ken can make up the ocean, okay?

She stood at the same place with something in her hand and looked at him. She didn't speak, and her face was angry.

He didn't move either.

The two stood for half a minute at a standoff of one or two meters.

At last, Chi Huan put the things in his hand back in the trunk, raised his feet and went to him, rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing the scars of different depths, "my hand is not good, I can't lift such heavy things."

The man's eyes are focused on those scars. There are obvious undercurrents at the bottom of his eyes, rolling up and down his Adam's apple. His eyes are also suddenly cold. His voice is very low and cold. "It's you who are going to die."

Chi Huan still thinks about how to continue if he catches up with a sentence of pain in his waist. Unexpectedly, he directly smashes it with a strong irony. She was stabbed in the heart, but at last she did not restrain her grievance.

Red eyes turn around to go.

It turned out that he was held by the man before he took two steps.

Satire is unconscious.

It's also unconscious to see her go out and hold her.

From the golf course to the shopping mall and back to chihuan's apartment, it's not completely dark yet, but the street lights are on, and there are lights everywhere in the community.

Chi Huan angrily tried to get rid of his hand, but he failed after several attempts. He simply turned to him and said, "let go, I won't do it. Go back to eat what your chef did."

The man refused to let go and looked at her in the half light without saying a word.

After a while, he pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and slowed down his speech path. "OK, I'll help you take it up, eh?"

"Not now."

Mo Shiqian took her to the trunk and took out all the things she had bought. He carried them in two batches. Lian chihuan took all the things he had to take at first, but she didn't touch them.

"Go up."

She put her face away.

The man didn't coax her any more, just said in a low voice, "turn off the trunk."

Then he went straight to the front with his things.

When Chi Huan turned around, he was far away. She stood for a while with her lips closed. She raised her hand to close the trunk, and then followed his steps. Entered the apartment by the code.

When changing shoes at the porch, there are still no men's slippers in the shoe cabinet.

No way, she has no relatives. Besides leisurely, she doesn't like other people coming to her apartment. She bought for Mo Shiqian before, but all his things were put into the box.

She was hesitant to take them out, but the man had taken off his shoes and put them all on the dining room table without asking her for shoes.

Naturally, he had acquiesced that she had thrown away all his things.

Chi Huan purses her lips and gives up the idea.

After putting things down, he sat in the sofa as if he were a master. One hand was casually supported on the armrest of the sofa, the other hand was holding his eyebrow, a tired posture.Time is not early, but also because of the just dispute, Chi Huan ignored him and went directly to the kitchen.

From time to time, there are some clanging sounds in it.

Mo Shiqian didn't have much rest last night because of the full moon of Liang. In the afternoon, he spent a whole afternoon in sports. He sat in the soft sofa and closed his eyes. Listening to the intermittent high and low voice, he didn't feel any noise. There was only a kind of unspeakable sense of fireworks in the world. He fell into a shallow sleep unconsciously.

When Chi Huan prepared the dishes and came out, he put his arms on his side and closed his eyes to sleep.

The face with short black hair is handsome and quiet, like a picture of weariness.

She squatted down and poked him in the thigh.

Mo Shiqian didn't sleep deeply. His eyelids woke up and opened his eyes slowly.

When the consciousness hasn't been fully recovered, the bright smiling face below leaps into the bottom of his eyes. The smiling eyebrows and eyes seem to hide feelings, and the hazy beauty is like hallucinations.

As if in a trance, he reached for her face.

Chi Huan looks at his hand and stretches it towards him. He doesn't dodge or avoid it. The smile on his red lips is deeper and sweeter. His voice is also soft. "Dinner is ready. Get up and eat it."

After a few seconds, there was a good hoarse word in the man's throat.

He was about to get up when his cell phone, which was lying on the coffee table, vibrated.

Both of them look at the past subconsciously.

The screen is so big, Chi Huan is still closer. She naturally sees the name on it, and then she can't help but wring her eyebrows.

Liang manyue.

First, she thought, it's not the full moon at last.

But then I think of Liang's eyes when he was on the balcony last night.

The man who should have been her husband, the lost childhood sweetheart, the man who saved her in the fire and water years later.

In other words, her mind has never been clear.

From five years ago to five years later, in addition to their childhood friendship, Chi Huan almost never took her as an opponent. This woman is not as stubborn as last season's rain, as elegant as Song Shu, as well as Xia Tangtang's temperament.

But she is more uncomfortable than any woman.